Thirteen years I've known this land,
This land of which I came.
In this place I was first scanned,
By proud eyes who also knew my name.
Soon it was clear I was no shame,
Watched lovingly from to to fro.
My first year passed by somewhat tame,
And into boyhood did I soon go.
I loved my life, my family, my home,
They all seemed great to me.
I then began to quickly grow,
And my learning soon commenced to be.
The school was my favorite place to be,
I enjoyed discovering all new things.
So much I learned and so quickly,
Like a group of chimes so loudly rings.
Then my life grew hardening,
My family split in a great sad roar.
For a long time I felt a great sting,
In my soul a maddening soar.
It became somewhat better, better than before,
As things settled down in a somewhat better way.
My new house was a cottage with a small battered door,
I soon learned to live with it, as I now do say.
My mother bought us a new place to stay,
A nice, fine house in Covington.
It was like the morning of a bright new day,
A new chapter my life had begun.
My life seemed such a good one,
I thought it was so great.
All things shone with perfection,
A great time it did create.
I began to mature none to late.
From child to man I did undertake.
Everyone I knew saw the rate,
Of which I was growing like a snake.
But, I was just a boy despite my own sake,
Only in fifth grade, eleven years old.
I was still in a good year, a piece of cake,
A cake that seemed could never grow cold.
Now I am thirteen, in my year of gold,
I enjoy life and take it responsibly.
I hop to make a name for myself bold,
Good aspirations I see.